Chapter 13: Chapter 13

My sister wouldn't keep quiet about how cute she is and how she thinks she might be the one. She kept bragging to Noah who wouldn't stop glaring at me like I did something wrong, but I paid no attention to him. We were all sitting in my office and I'm wondering why Emily is still around though.

"You don't have to keep rubbing it in my face that you met her before me." Noah said, glaring at Emily.

"I won't." She said sticking her tongue out at him. They both have a great relationship so I wasn't bothered about whatever conversation they're having as I focused my attention on my laptop.

"If you keep that up, I'll throw you out of the window." Noah threatened jokingly.

"You wouldn't want to do that." I said.

"So damn overprotective." He murmured.

I knew that if he had a younger one, he'd be much more overprotective than I am. But since he didn't, he makes sure he treats both Emily and Daisy like his own sisters and no one dares to mess with them.

Emily left hours later, but not after making me cook for her and that I was complaining...I mean I'd even more for her. Noah kept on going about how he thinks I'm depriving him of his rights as my best friend.

"Don't be a p**sy and suck it up and besides you've seen her before." I told him.

"It's not the same, I have to meet her before I can conclude and give my own opinion." He argued, but I just ignored him.

"Ignore me all you want." He murmured, and I did just that.

Later that day, I called Precious to ask how her day went which she gave me the details of, not that mind because I liked hearing her voice.

"Do you want to meet up?" I asked, hopefully she says yes as my sister didn't allow me to talk to her as much as I wanted to the previous day.

"Of course." She answered almost immediately.

"I'll see you in ten." I told her.

I met Precious at our usual meeting point and she looked beautiful as ever, even though I just saw her yesterday.

"Hi." She whispered quietly.

"Angel." I said, as she stepped into my open arms.

We went to the bar where we got pepper soup and we ordered a plate each….you can never get tired of it.

Precious asked if Emily had gone back to school which I responded yes to. I'm grateful they both got along as I didn't want to be in a situation where I have to pick between them.

"She's nice, and I think she got it from you." She said, and I smiled.

"Well, she had the same thing to say about you." I told her.

After a while, her facial expressions suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I don't feel good, I think it's my period." She answered.

I like that we were getting along well, but talking about periods is way past the comfort zone.

"Let's get you home." I said, even though she wouldn't let me know where she stays and not that she knows my place too.

I'm not sure why she wouldn't invite me to her place. I could give thousands of reasons why I haven't invited her yet, but I plan to do so soon.

"We're here, but I can't leave you here." I told her, when we got to the place where we normally say our goodbyes.

"Okay." I heard her say.

"I can't leave you her…" I started, before what she actually said clicked in my head.

"Wait, did you say okay?" I asked.

"I did." She replied casually, not knowing how excited she just made me.

"Finally." I wanted to scream but that would attract attention which is the last thing I needed right now.

"You sure don't look excited." She said with sarcasm in her voice because the huge smile on my face says everything.

She led the way to her house,and it wasn't really far from where she works. The area looked decent enough but not safe especially for ladies at this time of the night with the rough looking guys sitting outside, smoking weed.

"Welcome to my humble abode, it's not too big, but it's home." She said as she opened the door to reveal a surprise, or more like shocked Comfort.

The room is definitely small but again, maybe because I am used to the luxury part of life. They had everything they owned in one corner of the room since it wasn't a lot.The gas in the other corner tells me they also cooked in here and without a fan I'm not sure how they coped with the heat at night. I also noticed that there wasn't any attached room where they could have their bath or something.

"Thanks for bringing me here,and yes it's home." I told her

"You're welcome." She replied.

Comfort made space for me on the bed which I sat on, though it wasn't big,it was comfortable.

"Do you want water or anything?" Precious,who is still standing, asked.

"I'm fine." I answered, before drawing her so she could sit on my legs.

"You could've just shifted for me." She murmured, but still adjusted herself on my leg.

"Where's the fun in that?" I murmured against her ear which made her giggle.

As if on cue, Comfort stood up to go outside but I didn't want to cause discomfort for her in her own house.

"You don't have to leave." I said.

"It's totally fine, I'll just talk to our neighbors." She answered.

I was about to argue when Precious glared at me.

"She said it's fine." She said.

"Thank you then." I told Comfort.

"Of course. You owe me." She whispered in a not so quiet way to Precious who winked at her.

We were now alone in the room after Comfort excused herself,and Precious was still on my leg and she didn't make any attempt to get up, not that I'm complaining though...in fact,I am definitely enjoying it even though I would suffer the hard on when I leave here.

"Since I know where you stay now,is it safe to say you'll cook for me one day?" I asked,not knowing what else to say in my own present condition….if you know what I mean.

"Definitely,but it has to be a Sunday because that's the only day I have lots of free time." She replied.

"Anytime works for me." I told her.

She then left my leg to sit on the bed,and immediately I felt a little cold.

"Why did you stand up?" I asked.

"I want to see your face." She said.

"Do you like what you see?" I asked a little out of breath and I wasn't sure how.

"You have no idea Mr Michael." She responded.

She said I had no idea,but she was wrong because she was the one without an idea of how much I desperately wanted to feel what she tasted like. She is messing with my head without any clue.